I breezed by famous pieces
we had prior dissected
some months before
it had been cold then
the place packed to
the gills with
the before-holidays
pleasure seekers
now it resembles June
and the blonde cutie
who took my payment
did nothing to mute
my somber mood.
I remember how
we both had disdain for
sculpture
the ghost of conversation
we had before that day
ruined my own personal experience
so I stayed the minimum
still trying to reclaim
the places we once left
though they all still remind
me of you.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
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